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Boys and Girls of Colonial Days by Carolyn Sherwin Bailey Author of “What To Do for Uncle Sam,” “Boys and Girls Of Pioneer Days” and other stories CONTENTS The Pink Tulip Big Hawk’s Decoration The Soap Making of Remember Biddle The Beacon Tree The Jack-O’-Lantern Witch The Iron Stove A Boston Tea Party The Deacon’s Grasshopper Patience Arnold’s Sampler The Star Lady The Flag of Their Regiment The Boy Who Had Never Seen An Indian Dick, the Youngest Soldier Betsy’s Guest

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The children sat round me in the gloaming. There were several of them; from Madge, dear Madge with her thick fair hair and soft kind grey eyes, down to pretty little Sybil—Gipsy, we called her for fun,—whom you would hardly have guessed, from her brown face and bright dark eyes, to be Madge’s “own cousin.” They were mostly girls, the big ones at least, which is what one would expect, for it is not often that big boys care much about sitting still, and even less about anything so sentimental as sitting still in the twilight doing nothing. There were two or three little boys however, nice round-faced little fellows, who had not yet begun to look down upon “girls,” and were very much honoured at being admitted to a good game of romps with Madge and her troop.It was one of these—the rosiest and nicest of them all, little Ted—who pulled my dress and whispered, but loud enough for every one to hear, with his coaxingest voice—“Tell me a story, aunty.” And then it came all round in a regular buzz, in every voice, repeated again and again—“O aunty! do; dear, dear aunty, tell us a story.”I had been knitting, but it had grown too dark even for that. I could not pretend to be “busy.” What could I say? I held up my hands in despair.“O children! dear children!” I cried, “truly, truly, I don’t know what stories to tell. You are such dreadfully wise people now-a-days—you have long ago left behind you what I used to think wonderful stories—‘Cinderella,’ and ‘Beauty and the Beast,’ and all the rest of them; and you have such piles of story-books that you are always reading, and many of them too written for you by the cleverest men and women living! What could I tell you that you would care to hear? Why, it will be the children telling stories to amuse the papas and mammas, and aunties next, like the ‘glorious revolution’ in ‘Liliput Levée!’ No, no, your poor old aunty is not quite in her dotage yet. She knows better than to try to amuse you clever people with her stupid old hum-drum stories.”I did not mean to hurt the poor dear little things—I did not, truly—I spoke a little in earnest, but more in jest, as I shook my head and looked round the circle. But to my surprise they took it all for earnest, and the tears even gathered in two or three pairs of eyes.“Aunty, you know we don’t think so,” began Madge, gentle Madge always, reproachfully.And “It’s too bad of you, aunty, too bad,” burst out plain-speaking Dolly. And worst of all, Ted clambered manfully up on to my knees, and proceeded to shake me vigorously. “Naughty aunty,” he said, “naughty, naughty aunty. Ted will shake you, and shake you, to make you good.”What could I do but cry for mercy? and promise anything and everything, fifty stories on the spot, if only they would forgive me?“But, truly children,” I said again, when the hubbub had subsided a little, “I am afraid I do not know any stories you would care for.”“We should care for anything you tell us,” they replied, “about when you were a little girl, or anything.”I considered a little. “I might tell you something of that kind,” I said, “and perhaps, by another evening, I might think over about some other people’s ‘long agos’—your grandmother’s, for instance. Would that please you?”Great applause.“And another thing,” I continued, “if I try to rub up some old stories for you, don’t you think you might help? You, Madge, dear, for instance, you are older than the others—couldn’t you tell them something of your own childish life even?”CONTENTSChapter One. Introduction.Chapter Two. The Reel Fairies.Chapter Three. Good-Night, Winny.Chapter Four. Con and the Little People.Chapter Five. Mary Ann Jolly.Chapter Six. Too Bad.Chapter Seven. Charlie’s Disappointment.

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I was only a young fellow when these things began to happen among us, but I remember very well the morning when it first came out about the Bewick carrier. He was postman, too, but had got permission to keep a horse and cart so that he might make a good little bit by fetching parcels and orders from town. Town to us meant East Dene, and Bewick, to which Harry went, lay away to the east among the woods and hills. It was a lonesome place, Bewick, and, indeed, is still, though now they have got a railway coming within eight miles or so. But the mystery of the Moat Wood happened before there was any talk of railways.

A delightful rewarding Christmas story. We all should count our blessings for the things we have.A hard luck family falls upon tough times. Little ten year old Joe Smith saves Christmas for his family. What Joe can take with him for life is knowing what its like at the bottom dead broke without a penny in his pocket.

Evangeline Miller's dreams have pulled her into a fantasy world. Will she find the meaning? A short story of 2000 words.Evangeline Miller's dreams have pulled into a fantasy world. Will she find the meaning? And who is the mysterious falcon-keeper? A short story of 2000 words.

Edward Sylvester Ellis (1840 – 1916) was an American author who was born in Ohio and died at Cliff Island, Maine.Ellis was a teacher, school administrator, journalist, and the author of hundreds of books and magazine articles that he produced by his name and by a number of noms de plume. Notable fiction stories by Ellis include The Steam Man of the Prairies and Seth Jones, or the Captives of the Frontier. Internationally, Edward S. Ellis is probably known best for his Deerfoot novels read widely by young boys until the 1950s.А collection of short stories:Out Late at NightA New FriendThe Trapper's StoryThe Trapping GroundsConversations and PlansStill in the Dark—The Canoe AgainAlone in the WildernessTrapping Among the IndiansThe Buffalo Hunt and its ConsequencesAn Awful AwakeningThe Brigade and an Old FriendFound at LastIncludes vintage illustration!

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Anything can happen on Halloween night in Salem—even a human sacrifice.Fairy tales aren’t supposed to be deadly, but anything can happen on Halloween night in Salem … even a human sacrifice. When a supernatural beast murders a sixteen-year-old girl, her soul is reawakened as an OtherWorldly being. Now, as the Seer, she is destined to serve the Order, even as she craves retribution. Invisible, isolated, and confused, she rejects her calling and seeks solace in the one thing she believes is real: her connection to Locke … only he can’t see her, or feel her presence.Determined to find some way to warn Locke of the danger he’s in the Seer sets out to discover the truth behind the clandestine Order. Unfortunately, those who are like her fear her, and only one acknowledges her existence—Tristan, a Guardian sentenced to defend the Order at all costs. Soon Tristan discovers something sinister, something that cannot only destroy the Seer, but every witch in the Order.To protect the one she loves and regain the life she lost, the Seer must join forces with Tristan and save the thing responsible for taking her away from the world to which she desperately wants to return.

Here's a very fun story for children about very smelly cheese. I wrote it after visiting a smelly cheese factory in France. That cheese was smelly, but the cheese is my story is far, far worse. Mr Smelleigh, the manufacturer, says it's the smelliest thing in the world. If it isn't, he'll eat his pet skunk.So he's in for trouble when Stanley and friends arrive for a guided tour of the factory ...Mr Smelleigh's great, great grandfather arrived from France with no money but a recipe for smelly cheese tucked in his sock. He built the famous cheese factory that Mr Smelleigh now runs. The cheese is so smelly that it makes cars break down and flowers wilt. But it's so delicious that nobody minds. Mr Smelleigh is sure that his cheese is the smelliest thing in the world. He's so sure that he tells people he'll eat his pet skunk if he finds something that's even smellier. So when Stanley comes along, wearing a pair of socks that he's worn all week, including in bed, is Mr Smelleigh in for a shock? What else lies in store for him? Will he still be making Smelleigh's smelly cheese after Stanley's visit? Read the story, laugh, and find out!

Does a clone have a soul? Darling, an astronavigational control unit and personal companion, achieves sentience and wants to know. Now, 200 years and an artificial body later, he is off in search of a dead artist, a living artwork, and the forces behind a mystery that spans the universe. Accompanied by a female assassin, he'll confront the Maker and get the answer.

Life within the dome is comfortable, secure and predictable.What lies on the outside is the unknown; the work of the other creator.Lara, a young woman on the verge of a bright future in her world is suddenly confronted by the very thing she fears, but is more than curious about. Two worlds collide in this sci-fi short where significant choices are made and long forgotten promises are fulfilled.Sixfold is an all-writer-voted journal. All writers who upload their manuscripts vote to select the highest-voted $1000 prize-winning manuscripts and all the short stories and poetry published in each issue.In Sixfold Poetry Winter 2014: Debbra Palmer | Bake Sale & other poemsAnn V. DeVilbiss | Far Away | Like a Mirror & other poemsMichael Fleming | On the Bus & other poemsHarold Schumacher | Dying To Say It & other poemsHeather Erin Herbert | Georgia’s Advent & other poemsSharron Singleton | Sonnet for Small Rip-Rap & other poemsBryce Emley | College Beer & other poemsHarry Bauld | On a Napkin & other poemsGeorge Mathon | Do You See Me Waving? & other poemsMariana Weisler | Soft Soap and Wishful Thinking & other poemsMichael Kramer | Nighthawks | Kaua’i & other poemsJill Murphy | Migration & other poemsCassandra Sanborn | Remnants & other poemsKendall Grant | Winter Love Note & other poemsDonna French McArdle | White Blossoms at Night & other poemsTom Freeman | On Foot | Joliet | Illinois & other poemsGeorge Longenecker | Nest & other poemsKimberly Sailor | The Bitter Daughter & other poemsRebecca Irene | Woodpecker & other poemsSavannah Grant | And Not As Shame & other poemsMichael Hugh Lythgoe | Titian Left No Paper Trail & other poemsMartin Conte | We’re Not There & other poemsA. Sgroi | Sore Soles & other poemsMiguel Coronado | Body-Poem & other poemsFranklin Zawacki | Experience Before Memory & other poemsTracy Pitts | Stroke & other poemsRachel A. Girty | Collapse & other poemsRyan Flores | Language Without Lies & other poemsMargie Curcio | Gravity & other poemsStephanie L. Harper | Painted Chickens & other poemsNicholas Petrone | Running Out of Space & other poemsDanielle C. Robinson | A Taste of Family Business & other poemsMeghan Kemp-Gee | A Rhyme Scheme & other poemsTania Brown | On Weeknights & other poemsJames Ph. Kotsybar | Unmeasured & other poemsMatthew Scampoli | Paddle Ball & other poemsJamie Ross | Not Exactly & other poemsContributor Notes

After slipping overboard from her father’s expensive yacht, Elizabeth makes it to a small island. She wakes to a man storming up the beach. He’s not happy and orders her off the island. Elizabeth soon discovers his secret of why he wants to be alone.Short North - Book 1A simple story about moving past the terrible things that life throws at you and finding happiness on the other side.Months after his breakup with a long-term boyfriend, Jacob Pierce is still more than a little fragile, he has withdrawn from life, his friends are concerned and even he knows that something needs to change. With the encouragement of his friends and a nudge from the newest member of Jacob's small circle, he agrees to sign up for a film based photography class.Elijah Fall, a widowed photography teacher, is exactly the man to bring Jacob back to life. But, while Jacob may have found the man of his dreams, will Elijah, someone who has lost everything once, be willing to risk his heart again?

Darren Shan was just an ordinary schoolboy - until his visit to the Cirque Du Freak. Now, as he struggles with his new life as a Vampire's Assistant, he tries desperately to resist the one temptation that sickens him, the one thing that can keep him alive. But destiny is calling... the Wolf Man is waiting.

This is A Beautiful and Touching Story of Romance... "I Think I’m Falling for You" is a story about two very different people who might just be meant for each other."A Beautiful and Touching Story of Romance..." I Think I’m Falling for You is a story about two very different people who might just be meant for each other. Elise is a straight-laced business woman who has no time for fun and games, building up her business in the memory of her departed mother. She has her business and her faith in God, and she thinks that’s all she needs, until she meets Tristan Maine, a man who has the power to turn her into mush. There’s more to Tristan than meets the eye, however. He’s made mistakes in life but he knows one thing, he found the girl who could change his life and lead him down a path of faith, love and happiness; he can’t just let her slip away, he has to convince her of his sincerity and show her how much he’s willing to change for her. Can he win over Elise? Available on Kindle Unlimited. Get Your Copy Now...

An art critic journeys to a remote island off Brittany to sit for a portrait painted by an old friend, a gifted but tormented artist living in self-imposed exile. The painter recalls their years of friendship, the gift of the critic's patronage, and his callous betrayals. As he struggles to capture the character of the man, as well as his image, on canvas, it becomes clear that there is much more than a portrait at stake...

Simone is 38, a district judge whose husband Donald is on the verge of bankruptcy and breakdown. Whilst she is at court, passing judgement on the lives of others, Donald stays at home and looks after their two young sons. One morning a letter arrives; someone she has tried to forget has not forgotten her and Simone's private history is about to collide with her public world.

A single breath in a lifetime…holds two epic fates. The one before the darkness is revealed. And, the frightening one that comes…during the inevitable, after. Sometimes within a fleeting instant...everything changes. Dare to take the first step into the shadows of an unfolding, unknown destiny. Bravely explore the thrilling supernatural adventures in ...the Double Fated Series!A single breath in a lifetime…holds two epic fates…The one before the darkness is revealed…And, the frightening one that comes…During the inevitable, after…Sometimes all it takes is a fleeting moment for everything to drastically change. Dare to take the first step into the shadows of an unknown destiny. Bravely face off against the darkest shadows. Explore the supernatural adventures in ...the Double Fated Series.